Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Stella sat on her bed, clutching her phone, while Ronald lounged on the nearby couch, sipping from a mug.

On the other end of the line, Mrs. Lugar's concerned voice crackled through, "That little rascal, I always suspected he didn't have the best intentions with you. Oh, honey, are you okay? Are you scared?" "Mom, I..."

"Wait till you come back to Ferrowland. I'll give him a piece of my mind. I swear I'll set him straight."

Stella blinked, puzzled, glancing over at Ronald, whose presence was both calming and a little intimidating.

Mrs. Lugar continued speaking, but Stella's heart was already filled with warmth. Ronald had mentioned he'd already spoken to her mother, yet Stella had still been on edge. Her mom's opinion meant the world to her.

After all, Ronald wasn't just anyone- he was the heir to the prestigious Lugar family and the head of the Quinn family. His wife had to be someone from an equally prominent lineage.

Back in Ferrowland, her mother had often nudged her towards various eligible heiresses, likely in preparation for a future alliance.

Yet now, her attitude...

"Mom, aren't you upset with me?" Stella asked softly, her voice quivering with emotion, tears threatening to spill over.

you must be so frightened, talking all

blinked, caught off

What? This wasn't...

seizing the moment to mention their plans. Ronald raised an

on the line before Mrs. Lugar's voice erupted, "What? He said he's getting the

it?" Mrs. Lugar's tone shot up, nearly a

heart skipped

"Can't...can't I agree?"

let that scoundrel get away so easily. He's clearly

walked over to Stella. Before Mrs. Lugar could continue, he gently took

"Mom said I shouldn't just agree to the

hands cradled her head, pulling her into a

soon she melted into his embrace, her

minutes later, Ronald finally

seemed more upset with you than with

playfully